Evil Death Knight

next time.

Raising his eyebrows, He Zhilang reached back and stroked his head, as if stroking a large dog, "It depends on your performance..."

And when did Reza let him down?

Happy communication time Feng Yexin

It's time for the postscript again, this time it's still my incomprehensible gibberish.

Recently, I have been really restless. Happy things can only make people happy for a while, but unhappy things can make people depressed for a long time. It's really unbalanced!And it seems to be more and more obvious to me these days.

However, it is always a pleasure to communicate with everyone. It is like meeting a friend who has a common language. Any sentence can be infinitely extended. This is the so-called tacit understanding!

When the editor told me the readers' opinions and questions on the phone, I felt really grateful to everyone, please continue to encourage me!

I have always had the habit of carrying a small notebook with me. This habit was developed after I started writing stories, because I can write down things that suddenly come to mind in the notebook, as well as some materials. There are all kinds of things, some even look like passwords, and even professionals may not be able to crack them, because it is too messy!

When a book is full, how to deal with it becomes a problem. It seems a pity to throw it away, but if you don't throw it away, it seems like some kind of special existence...

I have been suffering from insomnia for the past few days, lying on the bed tossing and turning, obviously very sleepy, but unable to fall asleep, this feeling is really a kind of torture, so I have to lie down and think wildly, so that the notebook I carry with me is placed next to the pillow , When I suddenly think of something, I pick up the pen, open the book and write it down in the dark.

That's right!It was really written in the dark, but when I woke up in the morning, I found it to be neat!

What I remember most clearly was one weekend night, because I didn’t need to get up early the next day, and I could sleep very late. At that time, I was just conceiving the plot of the next work, because it was a sadistic route (this is not a spoiler, right? ?) So the plot also became heavy. When I turned off the computer and prepared to go to bed, it was already two in the morning, everything was silent, and it was dark, and when I was lying on the bed, the plot I just thought of appeared in my mind, the picture—— It actually made me unable to sleep.

Because, it's kind of scary!

Frightened by what you think, think about it now, is it a success or a failure?